Punker Plus

Backstage, everybody wants a piece of JD
 Kathleen's on the phone and I gotta go get paid
 See, promoter's making small talk, he says we knocked his socks off
 Cinnamint, internet, cinnamon and butter-buns
 Who's got the keys?
 Oh! Look, man, we just gotta get some sleep
 But he said, "Do you guys need a place to stay?"
 No, oh, no
 No, thanks, just point us to the highway
 She said she likes it better when we're angry
 Sing that song again that makes me think you're gonna spank me
 Head on my jacket like a pillow in the van
 When I close my eyes, I'm in a cross-town cab
 Hey, who wants to party?
 Those girls outside just asked me
 Check out's late and they seem cool
 So
 Okay, okay, okay
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 Hey, we want a universal healthcare deal
 And we want Kissinger on trial for real
 We got a right wing king making third world war
 Assholes, oil-guys
 How many shows 'til we're back in New York?
 Killer's got us packed up, coffee in a travel mug
 Thinks she got the mix alright, says she wants to drive tonight
 The power amp, we call the pamp
 The S-2000, we call it the samp
 The MPC's do not come on tour
 They used to, though, back when we were hardcore
 Hey, these girls say that this town sucks, oh
 They just wanna know if they could come with us
 Hey, who wants to party?
 Those girls outside just asked me
 Check out's late and they seem cool
 So
 Okay, okay, okay
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 Okay
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 Okay